Chapter 244: The Meeting of Two Spirit Beasts
It stands to reason that the spells of one effect should be the same, but the ancient tantric methods in the immortal books are much more complicated.
At first, the resin mist thought that there must be something different.
But after trying several times, I found that the effects of these spells were no different, and I really didn't know why Wu Xiangling wanted her to practice such an obscure immortal book.
Speaking of which, the only good thing is that the spell seems to be completely dissected and divided into multiple steps, from which step onwards, the abnormality of the blood flow, the flower fat mist can be perceived.
This is very important.
Practicing simple exercises in the Vientiane Body is likely to cause physical problems and fainting again, but this ancient spell will not produce a similar sudden situation.
At each node, you can clearly understand your own condition, which is very important for the resin mist that does not understand the Vientiane.
Especially in the later stage, if you are not careful, it is easy to go crazy.
Cumbersome also has the benefit of cumbersome.
The immortal bird often accompanies her to practice and learn to meditate, and the flower fat mist said strangely: "As a spirit animal, do you also want to cultivate?" ”
"Nonsense, this high-level spirit beast is naturally different from other spirit beasts! When the deity is refined to the transformation realm, you can imitate the human form and go to the green ...... Ahem, off topic. It twisted its ass to hide the embarrassment of almost slipping out.
The flower butter mist let out an "oh" and did not answer.
The chatter immortal bird naturally couldn't hold back, and took the initiative to find a topic: "By the way, the deity has smelled the breath of other spirit beasts on you, it is a little special, is it a spirit beast you raised?" Or is it someone else's? ”
She was stunned: "Are you talking about the little cabbage essence?" ”
As soon as these words came out, the immortal bird couldn't sit still, and his head was full of black lines: "What the hell?" White, cabbage essence?! ”
"That's right."
Flower Fat Mist nodded, stretched out the Qiankun Ring, lowered his head and said, "Babble, come out." ”
In an instant, when the Qiankun ring was opened, a little guy in green clothes and white face popped out.
During this time, living in the alchemy room, the little cabbage essence was very happy. There is a medicine field outside, and the flower resin mist will let it out at night, such a big world, it is much more interesting than the Qiankun ring.
No, after a few months, she was so fat that she almost couldn't recognize it.
"Why are you so fat!"
"Babble!" The little cabbage essence screamed and waved his fist, as if to say, this is not for eating, it is for absorption, absorption, do you understand?
"I'm a mother, I've never seen such a fat spirit beast! It's all over the body, it's almost oily...... What can it do, it looks so useless. The immortal bird looked at the little cabbage essence with great disgust.
"Hey, don't you say that."
The flower fat mist protected it, and the little cabbage essence glanced at the immortal bird, and his eyes were also full of disgust, and he jumped into the Qiankun ring with a puff and didn't come out.
The air was quiet again.
A man and a bird, four eyes facing each other.
The immortal bird let out a sharp cry: "Haha, it's the first time I've seen the cabbage become a fine, hahahaha laughed to death the deity, laughed to death, laughed to death......"
It thumped its chest, and tears burst out of its eyes, and tears fell on its wings, and with a loud bang, it turned into smoke and drifted away.
"It's that funny." The flower fat mist looks at the immortal bird like a fool.
After the immortal bird had laughed enough, it spoke: "Hey, the deity can't smell the spiritual power of this thing, what kind of guy is it, where did it come from?" ”
When it asked like this, the flower fat mist was also confused. Speaking of which, she just bought the little cabbage essence from a small auction house, and never cared about its provenance.